Hello World

   Ok, so that title is lame, and it reminds me of how in grade 10 I took a computer course. I hated this course because from the first lesson "How to Turn on Your Computer Because You Are All Ideots Who Don't Live in The 21st Century and Need to Know How to Push the Big Button Labelled "On/Power"", I was bored out of my skull. Side note, I actually don't know what the button is labelled (guess I shouldn't have passed that course).
   It was only in the last week of that course that I actually learned something I didn't previously know how to do. We started HTML programming. It was extremely basic stuff, but it is pretty cool when you manage to make those two words "Hello World" appear on a webpage. Ok, I can think of a thousand things much more cool, for example the invention of paper clips, but I digress.
   Anyways, this is the beginning of my ramblings, I know that its not much, but I can say with quite certainty it sucks to type with one hand.
   "Ah," you are all now thinking, "here's something enthralling. An interesting story perhaps." It really isn't that exciting.
   A week ago I broke my left wrist in two places while playing goal ball. It wasn't even while we were playing. I was warming up with the one other person who managed to show up for practice (well besides the coach). We were doing an excersise called Perfect Game where you crouch at your line (I play left wing), dive to the side, jump up, run to the High Ball Line, touch the ground, run backwards to the Goal Line, then run forward to your line and crouch again. You do all this in 15 second intervals for 5-7 minutes.
   I was running backward and had too much momentum going and tripped over the Goal Line (I know clumsy me), and landed on my wrist awkwardly. I'm not quite sure how I landed, I immediately jumped up again and kept running, but I ended up breaking two bones.
   So that is why this post is so boring and short. Guess the pain meds are making me loopy.
   If none of that section about goal ball made sense to you, I'll be writing a future post on what exactly goal ball is. It isn't a figment of my drugged mind I assure you...
   Anyways, the short and short of it is that I have a pretty blue cast on for God knows how long (I go for x-rays on the 20th), and thus it is hard to type.
   Thank you for reading... if you are reading.
Melissa